The corpse demon screamed in pain, but he didn't expect that Tang Mo's body would be so strong that he would fight with him without falling behind.

You must know that Xingtian's body has the blood of the Wu clan, and the reason why he can be immortal and immortal, and he was beheaded and did not die directly is because of this Wu bloodline.

And Tang Mo is just a human race.

confronted him in the flesh of the human race, and he did not fall into disadvantage.

"Good Tang Sanzang, is this what you rely on? Is this your arrogant capital?"

The corpse demon looked at Tang Mo gloomily and said, "It's a pity, ants are ants after all, you should die a humble death! ”

"Donor, are you just taking advantage of these words?"

Tang Mo Xinting walked, looking extremely relaxed, confronting the corpse demon.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of rounds had passed, Tang Mo fought with the corpse demon, and his body collided.

The heavens and the earth of the White Bone Ridge collapsed year after year, and chaos rolled.

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"Tang Sanzang, I don't have the patience anymore, continue to play with you!"

The corpse demon took a step back and let out a long howl, "Where is my cousin?"

Thundered!

In the unknowable space, this moment is filled with the sound of iron-blooded warfare, intertwined into a great web of laws.

Rumble!

The world was turned upside down, the void blurred, and the land of bones began to crack, and a black crack intertwined in the mountains, forming a shocking and terrifying scene.

A bronze axe descended through the crack.

Along with it, there was also a bronze shield, the shield was stained with blood, and the silver pattern fused with the blood, with a strong evil aura.

This is the weapon that belonged to the punishment heaven in the past-Ganqi.

The supreme killing power was woven into chains, and golden dragons poured out from the dry relatives, stirring up this heaven and earth.

"Axe!"

The corpse demon let out a long roar, and with one hand, the giant axe was already in his hand.

He took the great axe and slashed it down.

"Destroy in all directions!

Jin Ge Iron Horse, the meaning of iron-blooded killing, filled the void, and the evil qi has turned into substance.

In the square space, a terrifying silver light fell, enveloping Tang Mo in it.

The silver light fell, and the four sides withered, and returned to nothingness.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in Tang Mo's hand emerged, and slashed out, stirring the sky.

Daxia groaned softly, and the sword light stretched for thousands of miles, splitting the square space, domineering and unparalleled.

He was dressed in white and thundered, with a long roar, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

He is covered in golden light, holding the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, full of a kind of imperial majesty, a king who is respected by the Buddha in nine heavens and ten earths, invincible and fearless, tossing and turning in all directions.

The Demon Emperor slashed nine times and collapsed!

Tang Mo's eyes were shining, the shaking heaven and earth, looking at the world, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow slashed out with a knife.

The sword light pierced between a blood mist and darkness, and the piercing sword light slashed horizontally towards the corpse demon, making an earth-shattering sound, wanting to split everything with all its strength.

Fortunately, the corpse demon has a cadre in his hands, one is attacking and killing, and the other is defending and guarding.

On the square shield, a black light flickered, opening up a space, and all the laws did not touch him, blocking Tang Mo's attack.

But despite this, the corpse demon is still struggling.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow carries a kind of power of destruction, destroying everything and destroying everything wherever it passes.

Even his shield could not withstand such an attack for long.

The corpse demon has a big demonic hair, holding a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right hand, and his killing intent is amazing.

"Repair me and fight, move forward, sing bloodily, and kill for nine days!"

From between his blood, an ancient war song sounded, like an ancient ballad, which has existed since the beginning of the world.

And under this battle song, the qi and blood in the corpse demon rushed out, and directly turned into a dragon of qi and blood above his head.

The dry relatives in his hands, under the battle song, seemed to begin to wake up in an instant.

This is a soldier of slaughter, this is a soldier of iron and blood.

The sun is shining, the rui is shining, and the dry relatives are recovering, with a terrifying atmosphere.

In the past, Gan Qi accompanied Xingtian and participated in one big battle after another, defeating one opponent after another.

Until the last battle, he competed with the Yellow Emperor.

The dry relatives were contaminated with Xingtian's bloody fighting spirit, and they had already merged with Xingtian.

The giant axe is full of brilliance, spewing out endless colorful rays, the meaning of fighting, the meaning of death, and the transverse antiquity.

"Fight, fight, fight, bloody songs, no truce!"

The corpse demon has gone crazy at this moment, at this moment, he is incomparably compatible with Xingtian's physical body, he has forgotten everything, the moment he puts the Buddha, he is Xingtian, the god of war.

He held a dry qi in his hand, and his fighting spirit was soaring, crushing the Quartet.

This is the most capable creature in ancient times, and it is the unique god of war in ancient times.

The dry relatives revived in his hands, and the supreme war rule, drowning everything and turning into a killing machine.

Tang Mo said lightly, "That's a little interesting! Donor! It's a pity! You are not a punishment heaven after all!"

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow came out horizontally, drawing a piece of heaven and earth order, turning into a dense Dao pattern, intimidating the Quartet and shocking the eternals.

Heaven and earth resonate, the avenue is harmonious, he is like a master of heaven and earth, holding the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, and evolving endless gods.

This is an earth-shattering showdown, and the reappearance of that battle in the past is enough to be remembered in history.

The corpse demon holds the relatives, fights in all directions, and fights with iron and blood wherever he passes.

Tang Mo held the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, and his edge was exposed, killing everything.

The battle of myths is reproduced here.

This is a shocking showdown, Tang Mo and the corpse demon face each other in the air, each exerting their magical powers.

In an instant, I returned to that ancient era, and the battle between the Yellow Emperor and Xingtian in the past reappeared.

It's just that at this moment, the Yellow Emperor has become Tang Mo, and Xingtian has become a corpse demon.

The mountains and rivers shook, the sun and the moon were dull, and the avenue roared.

The sky was shaking, the earth was shaking, and wherever the two passed, everything turned into nothingness.

The light of the sword and the light of the axe were intertwined, the weapons clashed, and the raging tide swept the entire world.

"In the past, I was defeated by the Yellow Emperor, and now, do you want to defeat me in the same way?"

The corpse demon went crazy and said, "I'll tell you, it's impossible! You're not the Yellow Emperor, you're just a junior! Just an ant! A humble ant!"

He was completely insane, this kind of scene evoked his long memories and reminded him of the decisive battle between Xingtian and the Yellow Emperor in the past.

Between the corpse demon's body, a god-like whistling sound resounded, he forgot everything, and a terrible aura awoke from between his body.

"My name is Xingtian! I am Xingtian! Even the Yellow Emperor can't kill me!"

He held his dry qi and slammed into Tang Mo fiercely.

The dark golden skin was forged like steel, and it was all over the place.